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"Get an ambulance!" I yelled.
"I've sent for one," Ethan replied.
My hands were on my uncle's legs, but I couldn't look him in the eyes. I felt responsible for his misfortune. If I hadn't been apprehended or failed to flee, he might not have been sitting in a basement with a stab wound in his stomach.
"I'm sorry, uncle," I said, and he let out a sharp exhale. I knew he didn't have much time. It was visible in his eyes, breathing, and the trembling of his strength.
"Vanessa," my uncle's strained voice called out again. "You must escape this place. You should not be here."
"It's fine. I'm all right. They don't mistreat me, and—" I thought it would calm him down, but it only made him more worried.
"If you stay here, you'll die."
His voice, though barely audible, chilled me to the bone.
Uncle Fred opened his mouth to say something else, but nothing came out.
"Please wait a few minutes longer. Theambulance will be here soon," I begged, tears streaming down my cheeks. I couldn't stop the sadness that welled up in my chest as I watched my uncle fade away before my eyes.
As he fell forward, his gaze shifted away from me and into space. I caught him with my shoulder, and he whispered his final words into my ears. I held him and listened to everything he said, hoping he wouldn't stop talking until help arrived.
His last words echoed off my shoulder and onto the floor.
I screamed.
My uncle had died, and the only person I could blame was Ethan Levine.
